Quitela His lips were trembling, and cold sweat soaked the fur on his back.
The arrogance and arrogance fade away, and the cowardice and cunning of the rats underneath are completely exposed.
The upper half of the throne had evaporated. It was the Destruction Energy ball he had thrown, but it was bounced back by the opponent calmly.
Quitela's brain is spinning at a speed exceeding the speed of light.
The space jump escape device he personally arranged is embedded in the wall of the pyramid corridor.
There is also an independent Hyperspace shelter hidden under the floor of the Main Hall.
In the more distant edge star field, there is a stealth spacecraft parked that can be launched at any time.
There are three ways to retreat, as long as you can seize a gap and escape one of them.
The premise is that you must first hold back the unfathomable bald head in front of you.
"Cognac!"
Quitela turned around suddenly and shouted with all his strength at Angel,
"Stop them!"
Cognac stood on the same spot, holding Staff, his posture upright, like an ice sculpture.
"Cognac! Are you deaf!"
Quitela's voice became shrill with fear,
"I am God of Destruction! You must protect me!"
Cognac finally spoke, his tone calm, as if he was reading an announcement that had nothing to do with him.
"Grand Priest has given clear instructions. Angel must not interfere in this matter."
"Any interference will be regarded as a violation of the supreme Angel Laws."
"No way!"
Quitela's voice completely changed its tone.
"How could Zeno allow a mortal to kill God of Destruction? What kind of rules are these? How could Lord Zeno approve such a ridiculous thing..."
Cognac Staff taps the end lightly on the ground and slides back a few steps.
He completely withdrew from the scope of potential intervention and expressed his position with actions.
Krillin Take a step forward.
The pace was not fast, but Main Hall's air was squeezed inch by inch with his movements, making an overwhelming popping sound.
"You want to know why?"
Krillin's voice echoed in the empty and silent hall, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Quitela's nerves.
"Universe 4's overall rating has been at the bottom for a long time. You never reflect on how to improve. Instead, you spend a lot of energy secretly instigating infighting in other universes to maintain your ranking."
Quitela's mouse ears clung to the back of his head in fear, and his body shook like chaff.
Krillin pressed forward step by step, and with every word he spoke, the pressure around him became heavier.
"Why did Sidra of Universe 9 secretly attack Universe 7? Why did Champa of Universe 6 almost go to war with Beerus?"
"It's all the information you handed over, and it's all the fire you fanned."
"You regard the power of destruction as a toy to satisfy your selfish desires, and you regard the sacred responsibility of maintaining the balance of the universe as a chessboard that can be manipulated at will."
"I... I have the right to destroy!"
Quitela seized the life-saving opportunity and screamed.
"God of Destruction was born to destroy! This is the responsibility given to me by Zeno! Everything I do is within the scope of my authority!"
Krillin stopped.
He glanced at the broken surveillance screens, and then glanced at the remains of the throne in the ruins.
Krillin's tone is plain, but it carries the ultimate meaning of judgment.
"Power does not allow you to treat the universe as your own toy."
This sentence carries great weight.
This is no longer a trial of Quitra as an individual, but an examination of the operating rules of the entire king's system.
Cognac on the side, the fingers holding Staff moved almost imperceptibly.
Krillin took half a step to the side and made room for the space behind him. "Buu, it's your turn."
Buu put his hands on his hips and stared curiously at the trembling Quitela: "Eat him?"
"Eat him."
Krillin nodded.
Buu immediately wrinkled his face and scratched the back of his head, his face full of embarrassment.
"But, he looks so ugly. Buu doesn't want to eat it."
Mr. Popo's spiritual imprint is directly transmitted into the depths of Buu's consciousness.
"Although he looks ugly, his energy is very huge and pure."
"After turning him into chocolate, the taste will definitely not be bad."
Buu's eyes lit up instantly, and he grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.
He kicked his feet hard on the ground.
The pink round body shot out like a cannonball.
"Don't make fun of me!"
Quitela screamed and retreated instinctively. The purple-black Destruction Energy instantly wrapped his hands, turning into two long and sharp claw blades.
He used all his strength to strike at Buu's head.
The claw blade cut into the top of the head without any hindrance, and Buu's head was cut in half diagonally.
However, the next moment, the cut head was like a melted rice cake, squirming and closing on its own, adhering seamlessly.
Buu didn't even pause in his movements, he just muttered, "It's tickling."
Quitela suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
He thrust out both claws like a madman, slashing at Buu's body like crazy.
The purple-black arc of destructive light left dense afterimages of destruction in the sky.
Buu's body was instantly cut into countless pieces, with pink tissue flying everywhere.
One of the pieces of meat with eyes winked playfully in mid-air before flying back to the main body.
Those fragments drew cheerful arcs in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye they were put back together as before.
The speed of regeneration far exceeds the speed of destruction.
Buu even yawned. "Have you finished typing? It's Buu time to start."
Quitela's arms trembled violently, and the claws of destruction froze in mid-air.
Power of Destruction, which he is proud of, can decompose everything in the world, but Demon's cells are energy organisms that can be infinitely regenerated and reorganized independently.
Split the flowing river and the water will only merge again.
Buu is the energy water that cannot be divided.
"It's Buu's turn." Buu waved his right fist.
This punch contains the sacred power of Grand Kai, the secret of Laws of the Third Eye of the Demon Realm, and the supreme magical power of Pure Majin Core.
Quitela was horrified and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
The defense couldn't hold on for even a moment before it shattered with a "click" sound.
His body was carried upside down by the violent fist wind.
In the dark starry sky, a long, messy smoke tail was dragged out.
Buu clapped his hands and chased after him directly.
Deep in the starry sky, destructive shocks continued to come.
Buu and Quitela started a funny tug-of-war between several unmanned stars.
Quitela has endless ways to escape.
Space jump, clone afterimage, energy curtain, hidden anchor point.
He jumped awkwardly to a hidden star field at the edge of Universe 4. As soon as he emerged from the twisted teleportation point, he saw Buu sitting on a meteorite, humming a song and waiting for him.
Quitela Turn around and run away again.
He successively carried out ultra-long distance space jumps in an attempt to open up the distance between distant galaxies.
However, every time it lands, Buu is waiting there in advance.
Combining Majin Core and Third Eye of the Demon Realm, Buu's sense of energy has already reached the level of Laws. In the same universe, Quitela has nowhere to hide.
Finally, Quitela landed on the surface of an icy dwarf planet, kneeling weakly in the gray-white dust.
He was breathing heavily, his gorgeous robes were in tatters, and his proud fur became messy and matted.
Buu's huge black shadow slowly enveloped him.
Quitela raised his head in despair, his voice hoarse. "You... what kind of monster are you..."
Buu squatted down, pointed his chin with his index finger and thought seriously for a moment, "Buu is Buu."
He stood up, the iconic antenna tentacles above his head raised excitedly.
Krillin's voice came clearly through the spiritual link. "Okay, stop playing."
Buu nodded obediently and took two steps back.
The antenna is aimed at Quitela, and the pink light condenses crazily.
This seemingly cute light has achieved great success in the history of Dragon Balls. No matter how powerful the opponent is, if it is hit by it, it will become a delicious sweet.
Quitela instantly realized what was going to happen next.
He tried his best to stand up, but his legs were as weak as noodles.
"No! I can resign! I can voluntarily give up my position as a god! Please, let me live!"
Buu's antenna did not pause at all.
Pink light shot out.
It hit Quitela accurately.
In the light, Quitela's body began to rapidly change texture.
The fur turned into a smooth solid surface, the tattered cassocks melted into a layer of shiny sugar coating, and the frightened and desperate expression was permanently frozen.
A square piece of purple-black chocolate exuding a strange energy luster was quietly suspended in the air.
A faint trace of Destruction Laws is still beating unwillingly on the surface of the chocolate.
The end of a God of Destruction, so quiet without any ripples.
Buu flew forward, carefully picked up the piece of chocolate, brought it to his nose and smelled it.
His brows wrinkled in disgust at first, and then relaxed, his face full of enjoyment.
An extremely rich and highly concentrated cocoa aroma completely overshadowed the previous stinky smell.
The surface is mellow and sweet, but the inside reveals a spiciness that is unique to Destruction Energy and is similar to spirits.
"Buu is starting!"
He stuffed the whole chocolate into his mouth.
There was a crunching sound, he chewed it twice, his throat moved, and he swallowed it directly.
"Delicious!"
Buu patted his belly with satisfaction and announced happily,
"There's a spicy flavor inside, it's spicy chocolate! It's so delicious!"
Universe 4 God Realm, on the edge of the pyramid platform, Krillin stood quietly.
The God of Destruction breath belonging to Quitela exploded in Buu's body.